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a prisoner
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Today i did nothing but vegetate in front of the television the whole day with a plethora of DVD covers scattered all around me and the bed and pausing every ten minutes to check on my grandpa who's convalescing gradually though not in leaps and bounds.

Sometimes in between feeding the DVD player a new disc i'll scribble a few illegible sentences into my notepad to console myself that i'm actually not idling , that i'm preparing the draft for the article thats due to be submitted to the editor's desk on friday.

It has been really quite sometime since i've spent 24 hours confined within 4 walls and believe me its a terrible feeling. Maybe its the lack of fresh air since the house is air-conditioned almost 24/7 and if i close my eyes under the influence i can almost believe that i'm still in LA because its so fucking cold. And no it ain't my decision to keep the air-con turned on because i'm at my grandparent's. Its not going to make Mr Greenpeace very happy , wasting electricity so incessantly.

I am so fucking bored that i actually feel tired. And to top it all off , a throbbing migraine in my left temple.

Perhaps its time to reach out for that glass bottle of morphine lying so inconspicuously on the table that's prescribed for my grandpa.

Hmm.

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listenin to : nothing. because my cousin listens to thrashy music like 5566